Even the biggest project starts with one little ring.

I'm a grown-up!

You know, I need to work on just being grateful. My parents just dropped by and my mother left me almost two weeks' worth of groceries. Apart from bafflement (where are we going to stick all this stuff? How are we going to finish it in time?) and relief that we're going to have a cheap couple of weeks, there's a very persistent voice in the back of my head that goes "I'm a grown-up! I can do groceries and feed myself and everything! I can do this all by myself because I'm a grown-up!"